"Brother Yong, I think we better not go through Z Province, I've heard there are lots of zombies there. Let's take a detour through G Province; it'll be much safer."
The man with the tattooed arm was biting a cigarette, unlit, his eyes on the map, "Taking a detour through G Province will take half the time longer."
"But at least it's safe, Brother Yong. Safety should be our priority now..."
Brother Yong frowned, "What about the supplies?"
"G Province is a major producer of food, we can find supplies if we go that way."
Brother Yong pondered for a moment, "Alright, let's go through G Province."
No sooner had Brother Yong confirmed the route when there was a sudden commotion at the rear of the group.
"What's going on?"
Someone ran over to report, "Brother Yong, there's a quarrel in the back."
"Are these people idiots?" Brother Yong kicked the car in frustration and walked back with his gun.
